The ultimate husband

Chapter 5422

Morticia was used to being on her own, and there was no way she would listen.

Her temper only further worsened at the mention of Darryl's name. Had it not been for him tainting her and having her bear his child, it never would have happened.

Morticia grew angrier as she spoke, spitting the words coldly at Forsythe." Shut your mouth! You have no say in my affairs. Get lost. I never want to see you again."

As she spoke, Morticia's expression was ice-cold.

Whew...

Just then, Forsythe's chest thudded. He felt as if his world had crashed around him.

"You... You want me gone, Your Highness?"

He had thought that coming clean with his true feelings would get him pardoned, only for Morticia to be so cold and ruthless.

Morticia replied coldly, "I should kill you for what you just did, really. But seeing as you've done much for me in the past year, I'll spare your life. Get out of here before I change my mind."

Truthfully, Forsythe was incredibly competent. He always performed with flying colors when told to get something done and even exceeded what was asked of him, but Morticia found what had just happened far too much for her to take.

unable to hide

Morticia as he said in a bitter tone, "Thank you for sparing my life, Your Highness. I'm going to

he spoke, Forsythe left the cabin in the

down. He wished nothing more

even cast a single glance his way,

Forsythe left, Morticia called out for some Sea Dragon pupils from inside the

stepped in quickly and

a second before ordering, "Have

race, and there was no way they could let anything happen to

by her command, hesitating as they replied, "Now?

speaking. "Forget about Forsythe. He's been kicked out of the Sea Dragon

What?

pupil stopped short. When he saw Morticia's

"Yes..."

he hurried out

minutes, all the ships had turned around and

the news of Zacho's tragic death at the True Flame Sect spread far and wide,

Galaxy were shocked and outraged when Zacho's head was sent to their quarters. The elders called upon all their elites to